Oy. That’s the last time I give an interview. I spoke to writer Lynn Harris months ago for an article she was doing on Park Slope. “Where Is the Love” appeared in yesterday’s NY Time’s style section. Now I’m getting emails from friends asking me why I lied.

I didn’t lie so much as I was coerced into confession and creative editing was used. My whole paragraph from the article: “Many locals, and ex-locals, I talked to swore that something else has also changed. Phyllis Bobb, 42, lived here from 1990 to 2002, when she moved to Bed-Stuy because, she said, “there were too many yuppies moving in.” People on her block stopped sitting on stoops; a guy in the park kicked her dog. “It wasn’t a community anymore,” she said, and she’s still steamed. “I feel like a jilted lover.”

Still steamed? Nah, it just saddens me that a neighborhood I once loved has become unrecognizable to me. I never said I hated Park Slope. I just choose to ignore it these days. It’s no longer my cup of tea. The jilted lover comment is meant to describe the way we (Park Slope and myself) have both changed and grown apart. We’ve both moved on and we’re in different relationships now. There was a time I loved Park Slope, that was probably mid 80’s-2000. But I look at it now and I can’t believe I lived there for so long.

I did not move from Park Slope to Bed Stuy in 2002. That was some careless editing! I moved upstate and then partially returned to Brooklyn (Bed Stuy) in 2005.

Yes! Someone really did kick my dog. That happened ages ago, so I don’t know how she got that out of me when I was talking about the recent changes in the Slope. But it happened and I hope the guy read the article and knows he will go down in history as “the dog kicker of Park Slope”. The incident occured in Prospect Park one morning during off leash hours. This schmuck walks right through the “doggy circle” and gets knocked down by a running pack of dogs. Ok, gets knocked down by MY dog. I tried to help him up, apologized, etc….and then he kicks my dog! That would never happen in Bed Stuy! Because people are terrified of my dogs there.

Neighbors on my old PS block didn’t STOP sitting on their stoops. The new people moving in didn’t take part in the stoop festivities. It was getting less friendly.

And let me just squash this whole jealousy theory (elsewhere in the article). See, that’s the reason I hate….I mean choose to ignore Park Slope. Not everyone wants to live in a suburbanized, homogenized community overrun with kiddies. It’s not because we can’t afford to, it’s because we simply don’t want to!

Fact: My marriage to Park Slope from 1994 to 2002? I bought my house for under $200k. I could’ve stayed forever if I was still in love with the neighborhood. But I wanted out of the relationship. And the financial settlement was just fine, thank you.